There is a moment as a parent when you go from “taking the kids on a trip” to traveling together. For me, that moment came 400 feet in the air over Grace Bay in the Turks and Caicos. I, the fearless cool mom that I am, had booked a parasailing excursion for my 11-year-old daughter and me. This, despite my crippling anxiety that should have led me toward tamer options (the clear kayak through the mangroves, perhaps?). So there we were, dangling f…
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